All the boys are begging for her,
reaching long to grab her clothes to
pull her in every direction and
throw some game that won`t win.
This girl, she`s looking at me
A glance over then down at her drink.
I think`s got the right idea,
I think`s got the right idea,
"You come with me, we should leave,
there`s nothing interesting in this joint,
You pull stares from this whole crew,
and you act like you never even knew."
We move out to the street
It`s raining hard - coming down in sheets.
She takes my hands, pulls hard,
and then we make the dash to her car.
I think`s got the right idea,
I think`s got the right idea,
"We`re not going anywhere,"
she said, "We`ll just stay here."
"You come with me, we won`t leave,
I`ll show you something interesting."
Her hair streaked her shirt with rain
and that did something to me.